No attachments

While Jogs and I are having our random conversation during our Sunday jog (which is really difficult to do), she mentioned a thought which supported an idea I had before. She mentioned that one of her mentors doesn’t have any attachments to all the people, including his family. According to Jogs, her mentor’s reason is that happiness comes from within and not to any external forces. Fair enough.

It was a foreign idea to the both of us. But I realized that the wisdom made sense especially in my life now as a 20 something. The more I think about the “no attachments” idea, the more I realized that it is already what I am doing or what I’ve been doing, effortlessly. I have to admit that I only have few people in my life now. I have my parents, grandparents, a couple of friends and that’s it. I have been thinking if what I am doing is wrong because the people I used to care about are not here with me anymore. Am I a bad person? Am I pushing them away? To be honest, I don’t know. What I know is that I love my life now, that I am happy about it, and the people that are with me now (with no strings attached) are destined to be with me in this period of my life.

The people I have lost doesn’t mean that I don’t love them. It’s just that they were there during a certain season of my life and most of the time, we have to witness the end of every season. We grow. We change. We move on. Sometimes we don’t have to think too much about these things because life has its way to end things. Loving is not attaching. Loving is about letting go.

And I still love all the people I once had.

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